[ Oh. that makes sense. Dimitri blinks and tries to get his mental self in shape; to better deal with this monumental projection that is more than anything he has ever encountered. At least like this. ]
...I see.
[ He breathes and his eye closes. And yet, in this realm of the mind he can still see Set. Sense him. His shape is there, the outline. Burning bright and hot and discordant, especially to him and their mismatched aspects. ]
Then I would ask you to bring confusion to my enemies, in my time of need. And I thank you for it.
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...I see.
[ He breathes and his eye closes. And yet, in this realm of the mind he can still see Set. Sense him. His shape is there, the outline. Burning bright and hot and discordant, especially to him and their mismatched aspects. ]
Then I would ask you to bring confusion to my enemies, in my time of need. And I thank you for it.